Let the Games Begin (Hunger Games Fanfic)

Prolougue

"Oof," I exhaled loudly as my body slammed into the floor, waking me up from a not-so restful sleep.

"Oww..." I moaned, rolling over so I was no longer staring at the ground. The bed I had accidentally fallen off of was to my right, and I was looking up at the bare ceiling.

Wait. Bare ceiling? I quickly sat up from the dirt floor.

What the... Where am I? I wondered, looking around the small room. The walls were made out of primitive wood planks and there was a small "window" on the right wall. The small room had three beds, the other two occupied by some very familiar people, my three younger brothers. After looking around confused for a little bit longer, I opened the door on my left that led out of the bedroom. It opened into what looked like an almost medieval house. The only thing that ruined the image was the television set on a table in the corner.

I walked over it and flipped it on. It powered up and almost immediately started blaring a song I felt was vaguely familiar. Same with the symbol that was shown on the screen. But I did know who the host of the show was.

But it wasn't really a show, I knew that much. Because on the screen there were three words.

Happy Hunger Games!